Looking at the Stars

Song By: Thomas Melson Styles Country, Country Pop, 1970s country pop, longing, aching, heartfelt, tender, bittersweet, slow to mid tempo, 76 BPM, finger picked acoustic guitar, warm steel guitar pedal, steady brushed snare, upright bass, sparse piano fills, dry room drums, rich baritone male vocal, chest voice delivery, raw emotional honesty, close mic warmth, subtle vocal harmonies on hooks, one lead vocalist only, single tracked lead, Opens with finger picked guitar alone before the vocal eases in soft and close, Verses build with pedal steel rising underneath, and the chorus swells with full band and stacked harmonies before pulling back to near silence on the final section, ‑female vocal, ‑duet, ‑mixed gender harmony, ‑falsetto, ‑head voice, ‑synth, ‑electric guitar lead, ‑drum machine, ‑orchestral strings, ‑pop production, ‑uptempo, ‑upbeat, ‑bright mood, ‑banjo, ‑fiddle breakdown, ‑trap hats, ‑reverb heavy digital mix, ‑gospel choir Weirdness 60% Style Influence 70% Variety Off Max Mode On. [Intro | finger picked guitar alone | slow and quiet] [Verse 1 | close mic baritone | raw and aching] Sitting in a Humvee in a far off land, Staring at a sky I don't quite understand, Thinking of the way your hair fell cross my face, Thinking of your warmth and every soft embrace. [Pre Chorus | pedal steel rises gently] I closed my eyes and searched those stars above, Looking for some sign from the one I love. [Chorus | full band enters | brushed snare | piano | subtle harmonies] I miss you so, so bad, darling can you hear me, Out here in this desert, I need you, oh I need You!!!! I'm looking at the stars, hope you're looking too, I miss you so, (So, so bad) God I miss you, Miss you!!!! [Verse 2 | stripped back | finger picked guitar | hushed delivery] I keep on seeing you all through the night, Your face burns clearer, than any rifle sight, Our last night together, tangled arm in arm, Me whispering I'll keep you safe, from every harm. [Pre Chorus | pedal steel swells, piano enters] Now I'm out here counting the hours, till I'm home, Praying you don't have to spend too long alone. [Chorus | full band | harmonies stacked higher] I miss you so, so bad, darling can you hear me, Out here in this desert, I miss you so, so bad!!!! I'm looking at the stars hope you're looking too, I miss you so, (Yeah, so bad) God I miss you, [Miss you!!!!] [Bridge | vocal and single guitar note | hushed and broken] Here we are, my love, in this land of sand, You back home, where I can't reach, to hold your hand, [Oh I wish I could hold your hand] But I'll carry every memory like a map, Of every mile that’s gonna bring me back. [Final Chorus | biggest swell | all instruments full | harmonies wide] I miss you so, so bad, darling can you hear me, Out here in this desert, I need you so, so bad!!!! I'm looking at the stars, hope you're looking too, I miss you so Bad, [Yeah, So, so bad] Lord I miss you, Yeah I miss you my LOVE!!!! [Outro | finger picked guitar returns alone | slow decay] I'll make it back to you, I'll look you in your eyes, [In your eyes] I'll hold you and I'll kiss you, Under these same night skies, [Under these same night skies] I miss you so bad, [Yeah, So, so bad] I'm coming home, No matter what, I'm coming home!!! Yeah, Coming home to you!!!!